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[Vorthon]

... I want a copy of it when you're done. Although that depends on what edition you're making it for. 4th edition, forget it. 4th edition BURNSSSSS USSSS. 3.5e, sure, why not. I can always convert it to 1st ed. AD&D. Given enough time and/or caffeine.

[Darvi]

4th edition BURNSSSSS USSSS.

Kinda like vampires in sunlight?

Although that'd be implying that the sun wasn't  an uniformally bad thing.

[Vorthon]

4th edition BURNSSSSS USSSS.

Kinda like vampires in sunlight?.

Try like vampires within 0.01 au of the sun.

[Heron TSG]

Yo, Bauglir. I've a player in my meatspace game that might appreciate said class when you're done with it. Mind putting it up somewhere for public use when you finish it? There've been a few attempts to make a balanced Truenaming class, but none that have quite worked out yet.

[Darvi]

The Truenamer class: so bad it breaks the metagame.

[IronyOwl]

In not entirely unrelated news, there's a movie called Cowboys and Aliens. It's exactly what it sounds like, except that it was apparently taken seriously enough to include Harrison Ford.

It was actually pretty good, believe it or not. I thought it was gonna be pretty stupid, but it really wasn't.

I think I'd amend this to say that it was one of those things with a lot of glaring, unresolved problems, but was actually surprisingly good if you didn't let those bother you. I enjoyed it and thought it was good too, but it's hard for me to say it was an objectively good movie.

I'll also say that it was good on its own merits, not so hilariously bad it was good, which is kind of an accomplishment in itself.

[kaijyuu]

I saw it a while back and remember thinking it to be... adequate. Not at all a bad movie, but not good enough to transcend its cheesy premise entirely.

[Flying Dice]

Now on faaast uni internet--6MB/s download speed! :3


Also downloading CS:GO beta as I type.

[freeformschooler]

In not entirely unrelated news, there's a movie called Cowboys and Aliens. It's exactly what it sounds like, except that it was apparently taken seriously enough to include Harrison Ford.

It was actually pretty good, believe it or not. I thought it was gonna be pretty stupid, but it really wasn't.

I think I'd amend this to say that it was one of those things with a lot of glaring, unresolved problems, but was actually surprisingly good if you didn't let those bother you. I enjoyed it and thought it was good too, but it's hard for me to say it was an objectively good movie.

I'll also say that it was good on its own merits, not so hilariously bad it was good, which is kind of an accomplishment in itself.

When I go to see an action movie I just shut the nerd part of my brain off. That makes every action movie ever palatable.

Speaking of which, I'm off to see The Expendables 2!

[Vorthon]

Yay! New Lackadaisy!

...That is all.

Edit: Yay! Rocky's not dead! He's probably got permanent brain-damage, but still!

[Fenrir]

Yay! Been waiting for that to be updated.

[Aqizzar]

Well, some plans fell through and they almost fell through completely, but I managed to drag an old friend of mine out of his grave after two years (metaphorical grave, mind you) to see Iron Maiden in concert.  Since I now had an extra ticket, I invited my dad to go since he's been begging to go to a concert all summer.  More of a sixty's hard-rock guy, he thinks all heavy metal is Judas Priest and ergo all heavy metal is gay and wants nothing to do with it, but he was bored anyway.

We didn't get there in time to see Coheed and Cambria opening, but they have exactly one song anyone knows, and it sounded exactly like it does in Guitar Hero from outside the pavilion so big fuckin' whoop.  Bought a $40 tour shirt - it's The Trooper cover, repainted as charging from the Alamo in flames with the Lone Star flag.  All of three stops in Texas, and they went to the trouble of making a shirt.  I can wear it for legit and for irony.

Then the show.  Halfway through the opening song, my dad exclaimed, "This is a guitar orchestra" and as a guy who actually knows how to play a guitar, spent the whole two hour show desperately trying to keep up with air fingering.  And as Gene Simmons once said, nobody goes to a concert to hear experimental new crap or recorded backing.  You go to a concert to hear your favorite old hits played fast and loud, and holy shit did they deliver and then some.  Phantom of the Opera went from four minute puff to a ten minute rock odyssey with a completely separate instrumental in the middle of the bridge.  Fear of the Dark was punctuated by an actual lightning storm that swirled around the stadium without dropping any rain.  I punched a guy's drink out of his hand and nobody cared.  Two days later my throat is still sore.  And I managed to get everyone home safe and sound, despite being so, uh, exhausted that I didn't notice I was still wearing my sunglasses while driving back and forth across town at midnight.

Welp, I'm reunited with old friend, my dad worships the ground Dave Murray's fat ass walks on, and I can die happy.  Yay death!

[kaijyuu]

Been talking back and forth with a friend of mine, these past few months. He's going through a... transitional period, recently coming to terms with being bi and is now considering whether or not he's trans. As depressed as I am, at least it feels good to help friends with their own stuff.


Now I gotta figure out why my encouraging words work on other people, yet I fail to convince myself with them.

[Mego]

Well, some plans fell through and they almost fell through completely, but I managed to drag an old friend of mine out of his grave after two years (metaphorical grave, mind you) to see Iron Maiden in concert.  Since I now had an extra ticket, I invited my dad to go since he's been begging to go to a concert all summer.  More of a sixty's hard-rock guy, he thinks all heavy metal is Judas Priest and ergo all heavy metal is gay and wants nothing to do with it, but he was bored anyway.

We didn't get there in time to see Coheed and Cambria opening, but they have exactly one song anyone knows, and it sounded exactly like it does in Guitar Hero from outside the pavilion so big fuckin' whoop.  Bought a $40 tour shirt - it's The Trooper cover, repainted as charging from the Alamo in flames with the Lone Star flag.  All of three stops in Texas, and they went to the trouble of making a shirt.  I can wear it for legit and for irony.

Then the show.  Halfway through the opening song, my dad exclaimed, "This is a guitar orchestra" and as a guy who actually knows how to play a guitar, spent the whole two hour show desperately trying to keep up with air fingering.  And as Gene Simmons once said, nobody goes to a concert to hear experimental new crap or recorded backing.  You go to a concert to hear your favorite old hits played fast and loud, and holy shit did they deliver and then some.  Phantom of the Opera went from four minute puff to a ten minute rock odyssey with a completely separate instrumental in the middle of the bridge.  Fear of the Dark was punctuated by an actual lightning storm that swirled around the stadium without dropping any rain.  I punched a guy's drink out of his hand and nobody cared.  Two days later my throat is still sore.  And I managed to get everyone home safe and sound, despite being so, uh, exhausted that I didn't notice I was still wearing my sunglasses while driving back and forth across town at midnight.

Welp, I'm reunited with old friend, my dad worships the ground Dave Murray's fat ass walks on, and I can die happy.  Yay death!

A really good friend of mine (the girl that friendzoned me a few pages back, which I'm now ok with) was at that concert. She mentioned something about her dad getting his drink knocked out of his hand by another guy.

Meanwhile, I was home, trying to play Minecraft with some friends, while the weather insisted that I had better things to do that didn't require electricity.

Now I gotta figure out why my encouraging words work on other people, yet I fail to convince myself with them.

I hear you, man.

[Knight of Fools]

I punched a guy's drink out of his hand and nobody cared.

"YEAH!" *Punch drink*

"YEAH!" *High five*